I'll just go outside, leave you here." Don't go, Lynne," Sandy replied. "Lynne, this is Steve, my friend. Steve, my niece Lynne." I extended my hand o...t towards Lynne, to shake her hand, but she just stood there, staring at Sandy's exposed breasts and cunt. She was almost in a trance, totally absorbed with staring at her almost naked aunt.Finally, Lynne spoke. "Aunt Sally, what are you doing, standing there with your privates all exposed to a man? I'd, I'd better go back outside and leave you. Everything was turning into a hot, erotic blur. “Fuck yes. Walking around with your panties like that. I’m a man too. You’re just asking to bend over and have a cock buried inside you.”“Maybe you should do it. Teach me a lesson.”“Fuck.”I fucked her even harder now. My fingers dig into her soft, fleshy ass as I pulled her tight against me. Claire’s legs hooked behind me, digging her heels into my ass, beckoning me to unload all my frustrations deep inside her.Then she shoved the bundled up. The graphic visuals of her possible online activities downstairs grew more and more vivid and extreme in my imagination. For me, working remotely on far away computers to clear up problems and conflicts for clients was harder than ever that morning.With a sudden, “Goodbye Mr. Johnson, and thanks,” my tormentor was gone, closing the front door behind her just as I was thinking of offering to make us both sandwiches. I felt saved by the bell.I wasn’t any safer the next morning. The rain had. When the part about the gas station bathroom abuse started, Judy had placed her hand on the inside of Gail’s thigh, and was quietly coaxing Gail’s legs apart. As if by instinct, Gail allowed her legs to part, and Judy’s fingers found Gail’s now wet pussy at about the same time in the story that Sarah pissed on her face. As the story got to Sarah cumming on Gail’s face, Judy’s fingers had parted Gail’s cunt lips and pushed two fingers into Gail’s steamy cunt. Gail began breathing a little.